After 4 years, I finally updated my body. Dot matrix piece by Sidro Steel at Bodystain in Columbus, Ohio.

In other news, I found a mid-century Ludwig Marching Band bass drum at the thrift store this past weekend. My husband and I (oh yeah, I got married a couple months ago) will be wearing it in the Doo Dah Parade this year while simultaneously ridingRead More

When I was in 6th grade, I wrote poems on demand for my suburban classmates. I stopped when one chick found my poem about her horse to be underwhelming (how can one write about what they haven't experienced, nor feel a need to?).

Every once in awhile, usually while under the influence, I write a bawdy and amateurish poem.

Thank you to those of you who commented, messaged, offered to help and overall empathized with me about my man Jackson's bike being ganked last week.

Although the bar owner had surveillance on the entire bar, and scored a clear shot of the thief's face PLUS local neighborhood members and police saying that they THOUGHT they recognized the culprit, nothing came out of... Read More

Last night at a South side bar, my boyfriend ended a group bike ride by ordering some vegan tacos.
His and the rest of the group's bikes were parked, unlocked, on the fenced in patio.
He was only there for an hour, and within that hour a man walked in off of the street through the front door, grabbed my boyfriend's bike from... Read More

On Oak st I became dangerously close to having to choose between hitting another cyclist head on, or being hit from behind by a truck.
Then, minutes later on Bryden rd, I watched a bucket of bricks fall from atop a house, bounce off the porch roof and land, as I swerved, 5 feet behind me.
I must be in a cartoon.